about me on the street I give myself away And nothing is alright And nothing feels ok I give myself away and I have gone astray I give myself away And
die like an airline jacker Crush your skull give you a hairline fracture I got hotties on the back burna They won't go away like bodies on the back burna Did you rhyme? I'd
so good Well, I'd trade places with any of them In a minute, if I could I'm crossing the street to get away from a mangy dog Talking to myself in a
] Lately I really, feel like I'm rolling for __ like Philly, I feel like I'm losing control of myself, I sincerely, I apologize if all that I sound like
get away with making excuses today, You're appealing to emotions that I simply do not have" Blackmailed myself Cause I ain't got anyone else "This is a stick up Give
you, Fauna? Y'wanna? MMM . . . sound like you're chokin' on somethin' Did you say you want some more? Well, here's some more . . . (Oh, baby . . . ) Oh, sure . . . look, D
this time . . . Don: That's why monster movies are so popular, you know? Phyllis: I'd waited and waited . . . Don: D'you know how many a monster movie
better way They dissect everything we say To try to make us feel this way And you can take the one thing I have left I'd give it all away for so much
you think I wish I could stay Your lips give you away I can hear it, the jet engine Through the center of the storm And I'm thinking I'd Prefer not
around when I couldn't feed myself Dawg, if I was you I wouldn't feel myself Dawg, if I was you I'd kill myself [HOOK - Kanye West (Singing Voice)] (
these A&R's, and they wanted beats from me, so they'd call me up, I'd play them some beats. "Gimme a beat that sound like Jay-Z." You know, they dick
here nor further, so I spoke considerately 'Now if you understand just what I'm trying to say, whatever you do, don't grin, you'll give the game away!'
Mr. Manifest [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Ms. Thompson, a.k.a. [SNM/Terresa Thompson] Shorty... pussy (Oooooh!) [?uestion/Ahmir Thompson] Mr. Cee, a.k.a. [Myself ? ? ?] Myself, me Myself
and all the ministers on the pulpits Ushers, deacons, and my lovely choir They sound so beautiful, don't you agree? Sing it sister.. Yeah, we'd like to
... Girl they got Me mesmerized (that's right girl)... I just wanna lay U down (that's right girl)... And make them pleasant sound... I can't think of nobody else... That goes better with Myself
down Dreamt about ripping the mic with my own sound So I tried to write rhymes somethin' like them My boys said, ?That ain't you Ice? That shit sounds
